Date of dream: Sunday, April 29, 2007
Level of Lucidity: N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Lucid Intent? No
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I don't remember this well. Unfortunately. :( It's from my nap.
There might have been more before this. Basically I seemed to be with a big group of people around my age (maybe we were teens or students), and I think there were a few "adult" chaperones, and we were getting on these buses/carts and going somewhere. We were in an asphalt parking lot and it was overcast. Gloomy. I was very anxious and nervous because I didn't know anybody and wasn't sure of what was going on. The only person I knew was Dianne B., I think (classmate/friend from real life), who was with us (again, I'm not sure). I wanted us to sit beside each other on one of the buses/carts but somehow we got separated and I was too late to get on the one she got on, and she departed with some other people. So I was left with a bunch of strangers and I was getting even more upset.
Add to this the fact that I then noticed the size of the buses/carts. I say "carts" because that's rather what they were; it was kind of like going on a hayride, everybody sits along the edges with their legs dangling off. Well, this thing was a kind of high platform you had to climb up onto and there were bars to hold onto, and you'd sit beside people with your legs dangling off. I think at first these were buses but then this is what they were. I don't know what ran or pulled them. But in any case, I saw people clambering up on one of them, one of the last ones that I would probably have to take. I know that I'd been late here for some reason, so it was kind of my fault for missing the earlier ones. But anyway, I saw the people seating themselves and I felt that I would be too fat to sit there comfortably...I was afraid of my behind being so big that it would squash the other people to the side. >_< This is embarrassing for me to relate because it's true, I'm pretty ample in that area. Well, I saw how much space was on these things for seating and was very self-conscious and upset. I felt I just couldn't climb up on that thing and crowd anyone else, hence I'd have to be left behind. The adults didn't seem to understand why I was upset, why I wasn't even bothering to TRY getting on. But I felt it was useless. I think I knelt or sat down in the parking lot, crying.
Somebody appeared before me. I can't recall a word he said, unfortunately, so I'm only guessing. A gruff male voice might have exclaimed, "What are you doing down there?" so I bothered to peer up a little.
Before me I saw two golden pawlike feet.
I knew that standing before me was the ancient Egyptian wolf god, Upuat. O_O
I let my eyes wander higher, awed. I believe I saw his legs, kilt, and up to his chest and pectoral necklace--I believe his arms were crossed--but then I didn't dare look any higher, and dropped my head to the ground again, starting to cry and shake even harder. There was a GOD standing in front of me!! I felt almost terrified to have drawn his attention. I knew that I should not look into his face, which I knew would be a wolf's face--I feel that his eyes would have been luminous blue--because it would be sacrilege or something.
Upuat reacted differently. Again, I don't recall what he said, but I feel he was trying to tell me to get up and stop acting so snivelly, in his own gruff way. "Get up!" he probably said. "And stop groveling at my feet like that!" I feel he was trying to encourage me, probably to get on the cart and stop being so upset; the thing was, I was so afraid of him that it wasn't really working!
I think I then had a false awakening and spent some time trying to explain the dream to someone else before really awakening.
This dream left me quite impressed because I believe that it was the first time I've actually had a face-to-face (so to speak) encounter with a being from Egyptian or Ojibwa mythology--despite my interest in these subjects, spanning back YEARS! I've had dreams where I've PRETENDED to be or have BEEN mythological figures, or have pretended to MEET them, but in this dream, I had the distinct feeling that this was a separate being from myself, that I wasn't "roleplaying" like I often am (dictating, without lucidity, what will happen in the dream). Upuat was distinct from myself, I wasn't controlling his actions, and his presence even struck fear into me--the reaction I probably WOULD have if a mythological being appeared in front of me! So that was quite unusual. My first dream meeting with a god/spirit, and it's Upuat. Strange.
Another thing that I realized only later, when trying to figure out why Upuat of all people would show up, is that his name literally means Opener of the Ways. IMO, in addition to the literal meaning, the name seems to signify opportunities. Was Upuat trying to tell me to stop crying and grasp opportunity when it comes my way? I admit, I don't know what the opportunity in question is. :/
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Date of dream: Monday, April 09, 2007
Level of Lucidity: N/A
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Lucid Intent? No
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From my nap.
This is a segment from a bigger dream of which I'll omit the rest as I'm not interested in it. To shorten the backstory, I seemed to be at a family gathering at what was supposed to be my brother's and sister-in-law's place, as I had stuff to pack like I was away from home, but it was near home too because of whenever I looked out the windows and observed things. There were lots of people around but they were starting to leave as I think night was coming. Anyway, to skip past all that, I ended up with some kind of companion who might have been somewhat younger than I was (female?), and at some point I looked up at a doorway or something and saw a white wolf staring in at us. It was daytime outside now. I felt there was something important about the wolf, but I don't know if I felt it was a guide or if it might attack us. In any case, the two of us decided to leave the house immediately and go into the field across the highway.
In real life, our front yard is to the west of our house, then there's the highway, then a line of trees, then a big field, then more trees which shield the railroad tracks (now a snowmobile/hiking trail), and eventually woods that lead to Mullett Lake. But all one can see is the field and the trees on the other side, and a big barn off to the northwest. Anyway, this field was present in my dream and we crossed the road to reach it. Where the line of trees was supposed to be, I think there was a big dip, and the field was at a lower level than it really is. Plus there were these weird formations scattered all over it. They were tall and most of them were narrow too. They were like things you might find in the Badlands or something, but it's like they were a cross between limestone/breccia sea stacks like those found on Mackinac Island, and the trunks of trees. :/ They were blunted off on the tops, which were covered with like grass and moss or maybe little trees or barren like breccia. Hard to describe adequately. The bigger ones were more like limestone, while the thinner ones were more like trees. Anyway, my companion and I scrambled up one of the bigger ones and perched atop it. I glanced westward across the field--it seemed to be spring, without snow, or else autumn, as the colors were mostly brown, though it MIGHT have been summer--and thought about how these limestone stacks had been left behind in the wake of the receding glacial lakes (of which Mullett Lake is the real remainder). I think this showed that this area had long, long ago been connected to Mackinac Island, though I seemed to get my directions/lakes wrong, as I was picturing the island in the west (in Mullett Lake) when it should have been to the north (in Lake Huron). In any case, these tall, narrow limestone stacks were proof that the mainland and the island had long ago been connected, and everything in between had eroded in the meantime, leaving just breccia behind.
I mused over this as we crouched atop this wide stack, then I looked at the thinner stacks to the left. They were the ones almost like trees--even their sides were smooth and gray like basswood. There was something about a robin. I think I saw a robin land on one, and I was thinking something like, "Sure, the robin looks huge when it lands on a small thin stack--but if it were to land on this big stack, it would look much smaller. It's all a matter of perspective," and as I thought this, the robin landed on a small stack and yes, it looked quite large there. [Note added later--this paragraph seems kind of redundant, but I believe you get the drift.]
I'm not sure what our mission was, though it seemed to be urgent. Maybe we were just exploring? In any case, I wanted to go explore the field of stacks, but I knew that to go much further would be trespassing as farmers owned this field, and we were likely on their land already. And as if to prove this, a figure appeared far below to our right and called up to us. It was a female farmer, dressed in dull brown loose clothing with a floppy wide-brimmed hat, and we knew instantly that this was her land. She was kind of wry and sarcastic, and asked us what we were doing. In response I pointed eastward and said, "I'm sorry--we came from that way--from across the...highway."
I had been about to say, "From across the lake," when I suddenly remembered, there was no lake there, just the highway. And I felt kind of stupid that I'd thought there was a LAKE there. :/ In any event, I guess I tried to explain to the lady farmer why we were there, though I don't recall much of it. I guess we climbed down or she climbed up--we still seemed to be in a high place--but in return for being allowed to trespass on her land, I offered her an exchange of helping to grow her crops.
I had a little bag or pouch with me and in it were some kernels of corn, like those you'd pluck off a cob, already cooked. It was special corn--not sure how I knew that. But I knew that the farmer had had a difficult time lately growing her crops, maybe due to drought, so I offered to help her with this in exchange for our trespassing. She was skeptical but agreed to let us try. At first I had two kinds of corn--yellow and white. I took a yellow kernel and a white kernel and deposited them in soil that I had first raked up to loosen it, and gently nudged them in with my finger, trying not to crush them. I had a certain small amount of space (like I was planting them in a flower box or something), and then there were three different kinds of corn, then four. Each was a different color, and I was going to plant one kernel of each. I remember I told the farmer that I had two kinds of corn, but just then a black kernel fell out of my pouch, and she dryly said, "You holding out on me?" I hastily reassured her that I wasn't, and planted that kernel too. I didn't loosen the soil for the later kernels I planted, I was in a hurry.
There ended up being four different "kinds" or colors of corn--white, yellow, black, and another color. It might have been blue, or it might have been red. I don't seem to remember the color red, and I think the final color was dark like the black, but red makes sense. Perhaps it was blackish-red or something. In any event, I'll get to the point behind these colors in my comments on the dream. I planted one of each kernel in the soil, and there was just enough room for four of them before there was something else sticking out of the soil, like a small tree trunk or something, on the right. I might have also planted something to the right of the trunk but I tried to keep the four kinds of corn to the left, all on the same side.
I think I somehow accidentally jarred them and the kernels popped up a bit--and I was surprised to see that they were already SPROUTING! I had been holding a conversation with the farmer or with my companion about how one was supposed to plant the kernels--rightside-up or upside-down--and I'd said that it didn't matter, I think, they'd know how to grow on their own. And now when I jarred them I saw little sprouts shooting out of them, tiny roots, just mere moments after I'd planted them in the soil! I was so surprised that they were growing so quickly! I carefully nudged them back into the soil, not wanting to crush the roots, amazed by this strange corn.
Well...I figured I should water them, plus, there was a hole/space in the "box" they were planted in, to the left, where there wasn't enough soil. So I got some more soil and deposited it in the empty space and either there was water with the dirt or I poured some in. But I overdid it, and the "box" practically flooded. Dismayed, and not wanting to drown the corn, I picked up whatever it was planted in and tilted it to the side to pour out the excess water. But when I did so, the soil was so loose that some of it went with the water, and nearly took the kernels with it! They were again dislodged from their holes and I hurriedly set the box back down and attempted to rectify my mistake. There was still a lot of water in the box, kind of muddy colored and thin, and I sighed as I gently nudged the kernels back into their places. I guessed that I would just have to quit messing with them so much and let them grow on their own.
I know that I additionally had more kernels for my own use; these four were for the farmer herself. I guess a lot of corn was meant to come from four mere kernels. *shrug*
A connection I immediately thought of upon awakening was the colors of the corn. In Ojibwa belief (I don't know about other American Indian tribes), there are four main directions, and four main "races" of mankind, and they are represented by four colors--white, yellow, red, and black. At least three of these colors were accounted for by the corn kernels in my dream. In addition, corn was a staple food of the Ojibwa and they even have a myth about how a man fought the spirit of the corn, Mondawmin*, in order to procure the corn that the Indians ended up cultivating. According to the story, the first corn sprouted up from Mondawmin's* grave.
On the one hand, I thought perhaps the dream was telling me not to spend so much time and effort on other people (the "four races of man") like I tend to do, because it'll just be a waste (all my messed-up efforts with the corn) and not worth my time; but on the other hand, the corn in my dream DID start to take root when I tended to it in a MINIMAL fashion, so I wondered if instead the dream was telling me to do what I can and then step back and not worry about what might happen, because things will take care of themselves. But the second interpretation doesn't take into account the "four directions" or "four races of man," so I'm perplexed. :/
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